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I used to work in a busy shop in a tourism-heavy area. We were open late every day and loads of weird and shifty characters turned up (besides many perfectly lovely people).

Once, a girl ran screaming into the shop in the middle of the day asking us to hide her. Apparently someone was chasing her down the street. We looked outside and no one was there, but she insisted she was in danger. She didn't want us to call the police, though. Apparently the dispute was about who owned a bed, and whoever was chasing her wanted to move the bed to their new place.

Another time, a guy came in and literally cornered me while I was vacuuming. He wanted me to marry him, so I said I had a boyfriend (I didn't). He said as long as I'm not married it's ok, and God says it's ok, so I should marry him tomorrow. He was clearly not all there, and I was terrified he'd come back when I was alone.

I worked in retail in high school and the store sold lingerie. A mother and her daughter came in shopping for her sixteenth birthday (she was really excited and told me in detail all her plans). After about thirty minutes the mother asks me to come and tell her daughter how cute she looks (at the store we are known for giving open commentary on outfits, and of course recommending items but since we didn't work on commission we truly wanted our customers to feel and look their best) The poor girl is hiding in her dressing room and I'm thinking it's probably not that bad she's just young and thinks the dress is unflattering or whatever. OH NO she isn't in a dress, or outer clothing for that matter, she is in a full lingerie get up, corset, garter, fishnets, the works. Her mother is standing there beaming, the poor girl (let me remind you she is FIFTEEN) and I are standing there red as tomatos. I had no idea what to do so I said "yea that's one of our most popular sets, the color is really flattering" and then stood there awkwardly while her mother commented more and then handed me go backs.

TL;DR: mother of a fifteen year old asked me to comment on her daughter's lingerie.